Marvel: Mr. President

Chapter 53: Destroyed In Seconds

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[A/N: This was the last extra chapter of the week. No bonus chapters week until the start of next month now. Stones are still appreciated though, they keep me motivated.]

One could only guess how many electoral votes Hector would win. Southern conservative states were the major problems as Hector's new policies made them pretty unhappy.

Hector himself wondered how big of a win it would be. So on 7th November 1944, he woke up in the morning in his bedroom. Moony had his nice rug on the side of the bed where he slept.

"Ugh... I had the craziest dream last night, some bald dude wanted to kill me with a punch," Hector muttered while drawing himself to the kitchen to make himself an egg toast. For Moony, there was special packed food. That was the best thing about living in the White House, his office was there as well.

"Hmm, the result should be out by now," he muttered, got dressed in a fine suit, combed his white hair, put some wax on his beard and moustache and headed out.

He walked straight to the Oval Office, but on the way, everyone was just staring at him as if there was something funny on his face, ~Did I lose?~ he wondered.

He entered his office, only to find Roosevelt waiting for him. He had a smug smile on his clean-shaven face. "Haha... you bastard, you did you. There is never anything normal around you, is it?"

"What? Did I win? By how much?" He inquired.

Roosevelt frowned, "Were you living under a rock last night? Everyone knows you won,"

"Oh, I'm a heavy sleeper, it's been weeks since I last slept after all. So, how's the result?" Hector sat down on his chair.

*BAM!*

Roosevelt threw a newspaper in front of him, the front page had his face with big and bold letters that were used for the title, "History has been repeated. After 147 years, another clean sweep victory, 531 out of 531." Reading the headline, he realised the absurd situation, "FUCK, I won all states?"

Roosevelt nodded, unable to contain the excitement, "Fuck yes indeed, you owe me a nice party now. Do you have any idea how big this is? The only other president to have won with a hundred per cent majority has been George Washington, who won 69 out of 69 votes and now it's you, another Washington,"

"Hehe, for Washington I'd say Nice. And this means people truly trust in me that I can help the economy and the war. I guess it's time to head to Japan then. But first I should have a press conference and thank all those who voted for me," he got up to walk to the press conference hall.

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"My dear fellow Americans, my sons and daughters. Thank you for voting for me and giving me the confidence to keep doing what I am. The war in Europe is nearly done, all that's left is the Pacific. For this, I am personally heading out. Wish me luck that I can keep this as less bloody as possible." He addressed the reporters.

As soon as he stopped, they started humming like bees, asking questions. "Mr President, what will happen to Hitler now?"

"He will be trialled in a special court headed by the Allies. Their punishment will be decided and it will be executed. Hitler, however, death is imminent for him." Hector answered.

"Sir, are you going to forever wear your military uniform?" Another asked.

He shook his head, "No, I shall only wear that uniform when my nation needs me to fight. In peace times, I will wear a normal suit."

"Mr President, do you wish to run for another term after winning this one with such a majority?" Someone asked.

"Haha, let my new term start before asking this question. And four years is a huge time, nobody knows what can happen in that duration." Hector replied. It was enough to answer three questions, his time was too important.

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He got on a plane and headed straight to Hawaii, then to Guam from there. Logan and Moony had already left for Okinawa long ago, he only hoped they would wait for him.

After arriving in Guam, he met General Douglas MacArthur. The guy saluted like he should and sounded normal. But Hector still clarified, "I found out that you have big ambitions?"

"What's a man without any ambitions? You dream big and hope to get something small," Douglas replied. It seemed he had become a true politician.

"Well, sorry to spoil your hopes and dreams, but I'm not leaving the office anytime soon, and besides, people won't like your little adventures of keeping a Filipino mistress for fun, it can really harm your reputation, they will call you the "General Douglas Ma-cuck-arthur". So, you can either pointlessly keep opposing me, or you can do a nice job here, get to become the administrator of Japan after the war and then return home to become the Secretary of Defence. How does that sound?" Hector proposed, a once in a lifetime deal for him. But he also needed Douglas to be the administrator of postwar japan because it was his policies that brought the societal revolution, turning a feudal society into a capitalist modern country.

Annoyed clearly, Douglas didn't dare to say something stupid. "I acknowledge your warning and your offer Grand General, how shall we proceed with the war now?"

~This fool really thinks he can win against me?~ Hector silently thought.

"I will proceed, you can stay here. You're old, you can't jump a dozen metres in the air." he didn't even waste time and left.

The biggest problem in taking back the Philippines was the Philippines sea. It was the enemy waters, not to mention, the fiercest and the most dangerous battleship of Japan, the largest warship ever built, Yamato was here. With its superior firepower, it had stopped the Allies from moving ahead.

He found Joakim Buberg, a Navy Admiral responsible here, "Bring me as close to Battleship Yamato as possible. I will take care of everything else. Prepare to storm the Philippines. We're going to head to Iwo Jima in three days,"

They did not waste a second, it was an order from the Commander in Chief and must be entertained. A battleship group was deployed to meet Yamato. The Japanese ship had guns that could fire further than any other, so they had to maintain a safe distance. Luckily, the Japanese side didn't attack, probably thinking this was a routine patrolling by Americans.

"How should we proceed?" Admiral Buberg asked.

Hector cracked his knuckles and stretched his neck. He wore his military coat and walked out to the open deck. "Pick me up once I am done, okay?"

"What do yo... GOD!" the Admiral couldn't finish speaking, Hector had made a huge jump from their ship to Japanese Yamato in one big leap.

A few moments later, these scenes they saw horrified him. Hector single-handedly started uprooting all the big guns on the ship as if they were simple twigs on the ground. Once he had one muzzle of the cannon in his hand, he used it like a bat and started turning the ship into a batter.

Loud explosions, fires and shouts erupted. The unsinkable heap of metal, the pride of the Imperial Japanese Navy, just got served. Back on the American ships, officers and soldiers alike saw the scene, all they could say at that was, "Thank god he's on our side,"

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Hector didn't hold himself back. Not every day do you get to be the one to sink a legendary ship. It was a big and beautiful ship honestly, one that deserved to be in a museum, but sadly, it was also very dangerous.

*BOOM*

He threw a big cannon at the commander's deck. As soon as the command unit was destroyed, the ship halted, and lots of instruments stopped working. All this time the sailors were shooting their guns at him, but he didn't even budge.

A ship that took a year to build was destroyed in seconds. Hector made big holes all around it, rendering it unusable. Soon, it started to sink as well.

He found the commander of the ship trying to run away on a lifeboat. He caught him, "No no, when the ship sinks, so does the captain,"

*SPLASH*

He threw him into the water. Like hell the commander of the most important Japanese ship would be a normal person. He had a bright red marker on his head, a sinner, like most others. So, this treatment was normal.

All other Japanese ships in the vicinity could only watch their flagship drown slowly in horror. They couldn't do anything to save it. It surely was a huge moral destroyer and that was exactly what Hector wanted.

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